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Hard to Believe
Yesterday's a by-line, words upon a page
Tomorrow is a deadline, sudden and it's strange
Hard To Believe
You ever would leave, but you did
Hard To Believe
You ever would leave
Nowhere to go, can't sit still
Look for a motive in the time that I kill
Thinking of ways
To fill up my empty days, to fill up my empty days
Hard To Believe
you'd leave when I need you
I need you so, it's Hard To Believe
Hard To Believe
You'd leave when I need you
I need you so, it's Hard To Believe
Love is such a fine line, the finest line I've known
But sorrow is no life line when you're all alone
Hard To Believe
You ever would leave, but you did
Hard To Believe
You ever would leave
Can't sleep a wink, up all night
The truth hurts, you know it cuts like a knife
Thinking of ways
To fill up my empty life, to fill up my empty life
Hard To Believe
You'd leave when I need you
I need you so, it's Hard To Believe
Hard To Believe
You'd leave when I need you
I need you so, it's Hard To Believe
Hard To Believe
You'd leave when I need you
I need you so, it's Hard To Believe
Hard To Believe
You'd leave when I need you
I need you so, it's Hard To Believe